Some days I really don't feel like I am halfway across the world and to me, those are the best days. I suppose it gets easier, being gone, that is. But, it will never be normal and I will never stop missing friends and family. Every day I think about you, know that. :)
There are things, that make home feel so much closer.
Oddly enough at 1:30am last night I was reminded of that. Last night I went out to dinner with a fabulous group of ladies. In fact, for a few hours it was as if we weren't even in a war zone. The food was fantastic and the company even better. People here are amazing and how they do what they do, I am amazed by each of them. After dinner we went out for drinks. Some go out for the company and others to forget (if you know what I mean). The trick is to find those who are there for the company and avoid those who are there to forget.
The night went well and I make my way home around midnight, cuddled up in bed and lights out. Doozing off I saw something bright in the sky, blurred though as I didn't have my glasses on. Here, it is like you have a 6th sense ... always cautious of something, you know? I'm thinking its a drone a plane or a street light. Anyway, so instead of pulling my sleep mask down or closing the curtains, I put my glasses on, pick my head up and look up.
There it is, looking back at me, as if to tell me there YOU are and here we all are, the moon. Oddly, it made me feel at home, because I know that we are all underneath that same moon. Crazy, I know, but true, is it not?
It is the small things that remind me of home. My mom gave me this beautiful neclace that is on my bed post (makes my tear up everytime I look at it), and it makes me feel like she is right there. I have a picture of my girl friends on my dresser and it makes me smile each morning.
Skyping, facebook messages, gchats and emails light up my nights and days like you would not believe. It can turn the most stressful day right around. And mail, mail is even better. :)
Henry, my Godson, really just whenever I think about him. Everyone knows about him and every time I go shopping I look for something. I am afraid to buy something with his name on it, in case they change it though (he is due in two weeks). But, because I can't be there, I bring him here.
So, thank you. Thank you for supporting me and for being here, you are all thought about much more than you know. I always say its the little things that make a big difference.
So again, as I look out at that beautiful moon, know that even though thousands of miles away, we are still under the same sky.
3 comments:
Anna -
You came to mind today and I realized I hadn't read your blog in a few months. Not surprisingly like any great work, I found it hard to "put down." Your imagery injects the beautiful "normalcy" that coexists among some of the evil we read and hear about every day. It makes me rethink what's reported each night on the 6 o'clock news. You paint a picture that makes the solution sound so simple. Sadly, that's not the way humans are wired. Keep telling your story and maybe one by one we can all become a little "Anna-tized."
Not going to lie this made me tear a little. It makes me so happy though that it is "normal" for you. I love reading your blogs and I can't wait for our next chat because you know I like the non PG stories. :)
Now I will think of you every time I see the moon. I hope you know us girls never meet up without talking about you. Miss you!
It's true you never really stop missing friends and family, this is a beautiful post!
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